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As the Crow Flies

The historians say that once a squirrel could travel from the Capital, Ottawa to the Great Lakes without once having to touch the ground. The land was that tree covered. A journey as the crow flies of over six hundred miles.

THIS OF COURSE IS NO LONGER POSSIBLE. But, the squirrels here use the cedar rail fence as a highway. Like much about our new place, it needs repair. It butts against our neighbour’s aluminum fence painted red ochere. A colour I used as a ground for all of my Lake Huron paintings.

As a ground, showing bits, it is a wonderful addition, but as a fence, there is just too much of it.

Come spring we will derail the cedar fence, it is on its last legs and plant trees and bushes instead.

I have spent most of the winter day dreaming the back garden into a haven for birds. Wild life I don’t expect to see here, too much grass, too many fences, too little nature


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